A World To Explore

Dear Diary,

                Today was the first day of my freshman year, and it was scary. They all look so much bigger than me. I know they are only two or three years older, but they look like they are in college. It’s like I’m a little ant in a field full of ant eaters. If you’re not careful you could end up squashed on the ground. I walk along the wall in the hall just to stay out of the way from the running stampede between classes. Now lunch, that’s a different story, I stay away from the cafeteria until everyone is gone and sitting. If they see you inline they will kick you to the back and make you wait until everyone is through. I just stand at the end and stay at the end!

                On a brighter note, there are so many things to do in high school. You could join the Academics team, or book club, or be on student counsel.  If you are a coordinated person and like physical contact, you can try out for a sports team like football or basketball and maybe even cheerleading, I heard that gets a little rowdy. You have so much more freedom that you did in grade school. They even let you go outside during study hall! I’m just having a hard time figuring out what group I want to get involved with. Should I try out for a sports team? (Considering I have no coordination or a side of competitiveness), or should I go for something more tame, like a study group maybe, or join the book club? I’m sure I will find something, I mean after all this was only the first day out of 180 daysJ.

A Tragic Happening

Jake Jennings was killed in a car accident last Friday night after the homecoming dance.  He was 18 years old.  Jennings and four others were seen drinking previous to leaving the dance.  The three others, including the driver, came out with minor cuts and bruises. Jennings died instantly.

            Jake Jennings was a senior at West High and planning to attend Alabama State on a football scholarship.  He was All-State 1^st team three years in a row for football and his junior year for basketball.  He was a four -year letterer for football, basketball, and track. “His passion was sports,” says his mother Jill Jennings. “ It aloud him to be challenged and it was something for him to love.”

            Besides being the top of his class, Jennings also loved helping out in his community. He would volunteer at the local museum to give tours and help clean.  He mowed his neighbor’s lawns and walks many people’s dogs, for free. Jennings always just wanted to help out when he could. Jake will truly be missed and remembered by all of his family and friends.

Just a Tease

For some, high school is a breeze

For me, its just a tease 

I walk the halls all day

yet, no one says hay

You have to be popular to fit in

Play basketball, cheer, and maybe throw the javelin

You have to have perfect hair

And show skin without a care

You have to have the right friends

And know all the latest trends

For me though , I could care less about looks

Because I have to books

I know I'll be successful and I'll be rich

But it's a lot better than being a bitch

I will move on to bigger and better things

who knows, maybe I'll even meet a king

I will leave high school and all these things behind

because once I graduate, This will be the last thing on my mind

The World Has Changed

Dear Diary,

Have you ever noticed how corrupt the world is? It has changed from something so precious and special to something crazy and overwhelming. People used to be able to breath fresh air with out driving 20 miles out of a city. People used to be so pure and know what they want. It seems now that everyone is rushing in a panic frenzy just to figure out what they want. We used to kill purely for food and religion, now we kill if there are too many people on this planet or if an animal is bothering us. The land scape used to be so beautiful. The ruby red sun rising behind the mountains and the blue starry sky at night, but now you can't even see the stars because of all the smog coming form factories and the rugged city life. Kids could run freely in the woods and enjoy their surrounding. Today parents have to panic every time their child leaves their sight. .You can just never trust anyone like they trusted people back then. Our world has changed into a horrid and scary place. We kill animals to manufacture things and use animals for testing products. Our streets are beginning to get even more dirty everyday. Our water supply is being contaminated by the people resorting to bath in it. We treat everything like we own the land, but really we share this land with some pretty amazing creatures. We think we can take anything we want as long as it doesn't affect us, when really we are hurting everything thing around us. Why can't we go back to the days where we cared?  When we cared about living creatures other than the monsters inside us. When people were giving and unselfish and the world as free of trash and pollution.

A Big Mistake

We sat in silence for what seemed like a life time. I sit on the edge of my bed with my legs pulled up to my chin. I zone in on the dredded little pink plus sign on the end of the forbiden white stick im holding in my hand. "How could this have happend?" I ask with a fearfull look in my eyes. "We were so carefull."
"It's going to be fine Samantha, we will figure something out." Robby says lifting up my chin and pushing back a piece of my curly brown hair behind my ear. I stare off at a picture on my desk. It was of my parents and I when I was little. I had no worries or fears it seemed like. I was just a little girl with that cool-aid stain mustach and the gap between my teeth. I was as happy as I could be. I started to tear up, making the picture blur with colors until I couldn't make out what it was at all. "How am I going to tell them Robbie? I was always their little girl that did nothing wrong and now I'm just a disaster." I started to sob, barely capable of getting those last few words out. Robby pulls me in and hugs me tightly. I cry on his shoulder for what seemed like another lifetime. I finally stopped and brought my head away fom his soft blue cotton shirt where I had left tear stains. "What are we going to do?" I say wipping my nose on my long sleeved shirt.
"Well I will support what ever you feel is best for you. Even if that means getting an abortion."
"I can't do that!" I stand up quickly and start to pace the room. "It just doesn't seem fair to it. I mean this is my mistake, now I have to face the consequinces." I stop infront of the window and stare out into the distance. I had plans for my life. I was going to Harvard with a full ride scholarship. I was going to become a lawer and have a nice house and make lots of money. I was going to live my life a little more before ever taking care of someone elses. "We could always just have the baby." Robby blurts out "We could run away, get married and raise this baby together." Robby gets up and grabs my hand forcing me to face him.
"But you just can't leave now. You are going to California State on a football scholarship. You can't just leave that all behind for a baby." I start to tear up again. He wipes the tear drop off of my cheek.
"Yes I can. I would give up anything to be with you and this baby."
"But we have no money, how are we going to afford a place to live let alone afford to have a child."  I know this will never work. I can't handle having a child and neither can 

Robby. Theres only one thing I can really do. I go over and grab the phone. "What are you doing?" Robby looks at me confused. 

"I'm doing whats best for us. I'm getting rid of this baby ." I hold the phone in my shaky hand. My fingers tremble so hard I can barely dial the number to the clinic.

"I thought you said you didn't want to do this." Robby says taking a step closer to me

"I know but now I think this is whats best for us. We both know we are not capable to raise a child." I look up at Robby's perfect face. His brown hair shaggy on his head. I see the relief in his sky-blue 

eyes and know I made the right choice. 

A Love Situation

Tanner still loves Mary and Betty. The double relationship has gone on for almost a year and he knows he can't keep it up much longer until one finds out about the other. A month ago he planned that on Valentine's Day he is going to break one heart and make the other very happy. He just hasn't decided which one it's going to be.
The morning of Valentine's Day he puts on his nice navy blue Abercrombie&Fitch shirt that Mary bought him for his birthday. He grabs his favorite pair of faded blue jeans and the new Nikes he got from Betty the same birthday. He has to look his best he thought, as he sprayed on his cologne. Although Tanner wouldn't even have to try to get all the ladies. He's captain of both the football and basketball team and he's student body president, what girl wouldn't want him. He takes a quick glance in the mirror and smooths his shaggy blond hair out. "Who am I  kidding, I always look good." He says with that killer crooked smile that makes all the hearts sink. He grabs his backpack and his Oakley sunglasses that cover up his bright blue eyes and hop into his range rover. When he pulls up to school he sees Betty leaning against her car and laughing with her friends. She is wearing a Jean mini skirt and pink heels with a tight low top pink shirt. Her hair is a golden river that flows right to her lower back. "God she is so beautiful he thinks to himself as he makes his way to where she is standing. "Hey babe" Betty chirps as she gives him a hug and kisses him lightly on the cheek. "Hey beautiful, how are things going?"
"Well, I was just wondering what you were planning for tonight. You didn't forget it was Valentine's Day today, did you?"
"Oh no I got everything planned out I will call you tonight at 6."
"Well, all right but don't forget." Betty said with an unsure look on her face.
The bell rang and he ran to P.E. class before he said anymore. He was sure at that moment that it was going to be Betty. After seeing her in the parking lot nothing could really change his mind, well until he saw Mary turn the corner. 
Mary was wearing skinny jeans and a white T-shirt that had big red lips on it. Her hair was curly and red, matching the lips on her shirt. She always looked so good. When she gave Him a hug He took in her rosy perfume and kissed her on the cheek just as he did Betty minutes before.
"I can't wait for tonight." flashing her white smile 
"Yeah, me neither. I got to run to class though to I will call you tonight." He says running through the gym door.
"Okay, talk to you then." Mary waves and walks to her history class.
I am in so deep. He think to himself

Quite A Party

"WooHoo!....Party!" I hear as we are getting closer to the glow of a fire. "This must be the party Cooper was talking about," I say with an evil mischievous smile. " Oh my god! I cant believe you brought me here! This is so gross!" Sara says while wiping off the mud and moss that got on her new sparkly platform high heels.
"You have got to be kidding me. I told you not to wear your new shoes."
"Yeah, well you never said we were going to be in the middle of the woods."
" Just quit your winning. we won't even be here that long." I say with my mind on the mission at task. "We will just take care of business and then we will jet."
"Okay okay, but I'm pretty sure i have bugs in my hair and if i break a nail I am going to be royally pissed!" Sara is looking at me like she owns the kingdom.
"Be quiet prissy pants before they hear us and find out we are in the trees." I snap at her as we make our way closer to the fire. We get only a few feet away and hide out behind the big oak tree. Sara sits in the dark checking out all the football players while I am only looking for one thing, Cooper Welderman. "What if hes not even here," Sara wines again.
"Oh he has got to be here. I'm sure he wouldn't miss out on all the skanks at this party," I say with a snotty remark. "Besides that's way we broke up, because he apparently found someone else." while thinking to myself who could possibly be better than me.
"Isn't it kind of creepy that we are spying on your ex-boyfriend, Becky." I know Sara is just trying to make me leave this filthy place.
" No, I want to know who apparently is better  than me." I peer through the tree limbs trying to concentrate. I spot Cooper sitting on the tailgate of his red 1990 Ford Pick-up. Theres a girl with him too. I see them laughing and He finally brushes his lips to hers. I am completely furious by this site, but i try too see who the girl is. The blond bimbo finally turns her head so I can see who it is. My heart stops cold and my throat drops into my stomach. " Oh my god, Sara we have to get out of here."
"Why did you see her? Do you know who she is?" Sara asks eagerly
"Yeah I know who it is?"
"Well then who is it, tell me!"
"My sister." I struggle to get the words out of my mouth.

Running Away

My mom would always say that running away from your problems will never solve them. I guess I never quite understood this because every time she was faced with a problem she would run away. My mom never really had a job, well unless you call it mooching off someone. She would find a guy that she pleased well enough that he would let us live under his roof and eat his food. None of these relationships lasted long and when they did end we would pack up and move to the next town. I would always ask why and get the same answer. She would say "Oh Lilly this just isn't the place for us." One day we finally came across this town called Jacksonville and that's where my mom met Jack. Although she said she loved this man little did she know what a monster he really was. Jack was a raging alcoholic that came home every night mad from work and intoxicated from the bar. I guess my mother wasn't enough for him though. It started about three weeks after we moved in. When my mom was out getting groceries or finding pleasure with someone else Jack was finding pleasure with me. I used to tell my self that he's drunk and doesn't know what he is doing. I just didn't know how to tell my mother about this. I know she wouldn't believe me. I know she said running away won't solve anything but I think that is my only choice. She will understand someday. I mean she did the same thing, right?

A Teenagers Room

Oh My God! I Have to stay in this room tonight. I thought my granddaughter would have at least made her bed. I guess I did surprise them by coming but still this is terrible. There are clothes everywhere. I wonder how she even gets dressed in the morning. I can't even see the floor! Her pictures on the wall are nice though. It looks like she has so much fun with her friends. Wait, are those men shirtless on that calendar! And what is she doing getting her picture taken with football players and guys at concerts. Maybe she is having a little too much fun. I'm sure that is why her room is so messy because her mind is filled with boys! This is just unacceptable! I guess I will just have to clean it myself.

Just A Watch

A watch is for telling time
And yet it is kind of like a mime

It will always show but never talk
Yet it will always mock

It reminds you how fast life is going by
And yet it almost always never lies

So take it to the limit
And treasure every hour, second, and minute

Because you never know when your watch just might stop ticking
And you just might stop kicking